And seeing this thread has always been a tad smutty. Here’s the smutty version of the same song. Well she does have a nice tummy. So I guess that is smutty in a kinda way. Just love those those pointy shoes. Not to mention the perkies, and ya all know what I mean.Circa Paleo. My favorite group.
Circa Paleo - The Kiss (The Gael) @ Renaissance Pleasure Faire, Irwindale - YouTube
Cheers Trev aka “The Mad Hatter”
RIP Keith. I have enjoyed your words in here. Very entertaining and inspiring. I hope the rivers continue to run yellow from afar. Condolences to your family. Stay strong in knowing Keith will be missed by many 
I love that video and have seen several of Jenny O’Connor playing that piece with that group. The only problem is l cant take my eyes off the V line and hallucinate…the only problem is shes one of those Lezziebeans!
I love her moccasins LL. Might have to get a pair.
Cheers
I thought about The Gael but Keith preffered When the piper plays plus the Gael needs the war drum accompanying it to really kick arse with it. Love playing the tun though.
Caz
Do you mean to say that you saw her wearing moccasins - I only noted the parts that were wearing nothing - Purrrfection! But I have always LOVED her viledin playing…shes the best (In my opinion)
Loving this yarn Trev,
I am slowly hearing more and more old tales Of dad, some of the more sordid ones dad had indeed already told me himself. The one i couldn’t mention at the memorial was about “the dance of the flamming arseholes” that one i will definitely share over a cuppa or some grog with anyone that wishes to make the journey to Dunsandel and see the kids and I, and/or those that wish to join our final jaunt up to the trust Poulter, getting quite a few names lined up for that trip.
Also have a few other wee ideas running through my head currently. Wait for the dust to settle in my brain so i can hopefully recognise the real schemes vs the hair brained schemes.
Thank you to those that made the memorial and have sent their well wishes on. Trust me, my dads sick… I mean questionable… Humour lives on in me… Has he told You all Of the 10 point stag he shot? (he sure as fck told my husband, Luke, more times than can be counted)
Now your getting coarse and of course that is just too much for my tender mind but it did remind me of the time many years ago, at the end of the 1960s to be precise, in a single mens camp these guys lighting gas eruptions!
One of them must have eaten prunes, onions and heavens knows what as he put the Kapuni gas well to shame. Well to impress us all he removed his underpants didnt he!
Ever seen a person screaming as his pubic hairs go up in smoke? Now that WAS entertaining. I was a very staid little boy and wasnt into that and just happened in at the right time to be witness to a real circus and I didnt have to pay to get in.
Right well I am now off for three days gold dredging!
Hahaha in my late teenage years when i was at uni in palmerston north, the blokes… Used to light their pubes on purpose… Called a bushfire 
Darwins theory at play well and truely. Hope you find good colour and the river runs warm… And not just downstream 
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On the road now…gold within three hours.
Hi Gavin
Caz here. can you give me ring on 037828955 or e-mail me on caz.johnson@xtra.co.nz ?
I need to ask you something privately. Thanks.
Caz
Hi Trev
Yep he loved it and wanted to get a war drum for when I played it here!! LOL.
Bless him Caz
Hi Caz, You can send a private message via the forum.
Was nice to meet you & Libby at Keith’s memorial service. Also great to finally meet Trev & good to catch up with Gavin & Daniel. Take care, keep well & stay safe.
JW 
Thanks for that.
Caz
Hi Caz, If you click on Gavin’s profile photo it will come up with his details & you will see a blue ‘Message’ box top right. Click on that & you will be starting a private message with him.
JW 
Thanks so much very thoughtful. Can things gold related be sold on the forum??
Caz
Hi Caz, Yes certainly. There is a page for just such. On the main page in the left margin under Gold Fever. There is a green box with 'Buy,sell & swap". 
JW
Now where were we. Morning came up the valley. "Keith shift ya arse, yelled Barry. No sleeping in here. I’ve got the billy on, But if you can lift yourself from the bunk, head out the back of the hut and there you will find a chook run. So grab some eggs, I’m starving and we gotta eat ya know. Hell, I didn’ think of that Keith replied. What was that horrible word ya just used Keith, heck man, we say heck up here in the valley. Lets not tempt fate eh. If ya get what I mean.
Keith duly returned with the chooks offerings. Right said Barry, bang em in the pan. There’s some camp oven bread in the bin, under my bunk. Slice some up, and now ya can make the toast. Sorry no butter today, my cow frigged off to see the frisky bull down the valley, but don’t worry she will be back in a few days with a smile on her face. How do you like your tea Keith. Do you have Earl Grey Barry, Earl Grey, Frig Keith, do you think I’m rich. All I have is Pam’s. Oh ok, that will do I guess. Mmmm the I guess will need working on muttered Barry.
Well I guess you have a hundred questions Keith me ole mate, that’s pretty normal for new arrivals. Sure do Barry, so where will I start. At the beginning Keith, where else. Okay Barry what’s the story about the 40,000 virgins. Frig Keith, are you a musilin, if ya are then there has been a major cock up, Ya in the wrong valley. Plus you are a married man. I was just asking Barry, I always wondered about that. Yeh right Barry muttered. Well actually Barry why I asked is I have this mate that I guess will get here one day and he would indeed be very interested in even a dozen virgins let alone 40,000. Frig that would kill him I reckon, but ya never know. What’s his name Keith, Lammerlaw Barry. Hang on Keith I will check the book, That too is under my bunk. Grab it for me. Here ya go mate. Right Lammerlaw. Nope he isn’t here, under bookings or impending arrivals, so he is safe for a while I reckon. And so are the 40,000 virgins I reckon Barry. Right scoff your brecky Keith and we will continue this later today. By the way thanks for not farting, the only “Fresh Air” up here is what blows in through the cracks in my hut.
To be continued.
Cheers Trev aka “The Mad Hatter”
Hey hold on Im coughing up shit and reckon the Grim Reapers not so far away and just converted to Cathlocism or however in hell ya spell it so that I actually have somewhere to go after all the Devil doesnt like competition and I just cant imagine me floating on a cloud playing a harp so the only option for me is Purgatory.
Did you say 40,000 virgins? Where - Im a cumming! Bit of a bastard that the pencils run out of lead!
Dad was in my dreams last night, apparently there is some hot spots in Seddonville, make of that what you will, but thats where he was headed for a visit.
It could be because he thinks it funny to haunt the old ghost road… Or a complete wild Goose chase. Either way I felt compelled to tell you all that he was off to have a look up there.
Maybe he wants to check Out this place Flag Mac. Told Him about and they were restablishing a track to.